Cursed

So I've officially left home sweet home. I cried buckets leaving Dave behind and feel, as I write this, the pinch of separation eating at me. Being away from him is truely painful. I will also miss my mum and her cooking, and my "real-life" friends who are probably not even reading this blog.

Anyway, before I go and explore the mysteries of Paki-land, I have to go and get briefed at HQ. Not that I hate going to HeadQuarters or anything, but everytime I go there, something happens. Today was no exception.

I went to bed this morning a 00:30AM. I woke up at 4AM so I wouldn't miss my plane. My mum accompanied me to the airport, and I checked in my luggage. So far, so good. It's painful to not sleep, but I can handle it.

Now this is where it becomes sad, ugly, and depressing.

I repeatedly tell my agent that if she is to book me a connecting flight, she should allow buffer time for the connection. It seems that the message got lost, because once again I missed my connecting flight.

I didn't have anything to do with it, it just happened, I swear. I caught my flight on time. But my home town being close to the equivalent of Siberia, the ground crew judged it necessary to spray THE WHOLE AIRPLANE with anti-freeze. Now, that's a lot of windshield washer for you!

The whole operation took 30 minutes, which was enough to make me miss my connection. But on top of that, my flight was in an other terminal of LaGuardia airport, and I had to take a 20 minute trek to the place, re-register at security. This doesn't include the 10 minutes during which I walked around, trying desperately to find my way.

Anyway, eventually I got booked on the following flight and made it to the office, starving and exhausted.

Now, can someone please tell me WHY MY LUGGAGE DIDNT FOLLOW?

The Beaver


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